C187 Cattle Dung and Roasted Sheep

Yan Li and Elder Chen both looked at him, waiting to hear the rest.

Chu Yi Chen once again looked at Zhuo Qing Yan, who was sitting there with her head lowered, not saying a word: "If it was someone using the wolfhound, how confident would you be in turning around and retreating?"

Zhuo Qingyan raised her head and looked at him: "No more than fifty percent